It’s been like 8 months and I still miss you. I can’t get over those nights in hammocks or just laughing at each other. I’m sorry. I wish you would just text me.

Oftentimes I feel your presence. Almost like you’re in the room with me. Spiritually.

ball’s in your court babes.

i still think about you everyday. i can’t wait to see you again someday.

I’ll never understand why we keep finding the way back

how lucky are we to have so much to lose

I miss you. I hope you’re okay.

You are very troubled, but I still love you. Keep trying.